Metropolis Super Mercenary King

Soon, I heard the Taoist priest in front of the door and said, "young people are impatient. I don't want to be impetuous."

Fang Hao frowned: "Lao Tzu is not a monk. I do what I want."

"Heaven has its way, and people have rules. Where they come from is just like these ants. In such a large place, it seems that they can't accommodate them together. They have to fight to make sure that they die and decide a male and female." The Taoist priest opened his mouth inexplicably, but his eyes were still looking at the ants below.

Fang Hao snorted coldly: "Laozi has Lao Tzu's Tao. You can't practice anything you want. What's the meaning of living?"

"What is your so-called free will?"

"Sleepy to sleep, hungry to eat, want to pick up girls, I hate the rules most!" It seems that there is no road to other places, so I just stop here to see what tricks the little Taoist is playing.

"The so-called conflict between the two ants from a distance will cause your mind to collide with each other's will, and it will cause your mind to collide with each other from a distance." The little Taoist is very old-fashioned.

Fang Hao was amused to hear that: "Laozi's free will, only respect the original heart, the heart to, naturally is the mind, everywhere can not go, if there is someone to stop, fight."

"What a free Wheeler. Have you ever thought that your free will hurt others?"

"There must be, but there must be some kind of conscience. Otherwise, what's the difference with animals? But conscience is mind. It's what you want. " Fang Hao said with a smile.

The little Taoist suddenly raised his head and looked at Fang Hao. Suddenly, he was a little stunned: "conscience can also be used as a rule. Do you put the rules into what you want or what you want?"

"Why not? That's what my heart wants, so to do it is to do what I want! " Fang Hao murmured in his heart that Lao Tzu was a good talker at that time!

The little Taoist was silent for a moment, and then asked, "if you want to do something, it will hurt others, and it must be done. How do you choose?"

"Try to do it without hurting people!" Fang Hao said with a smile.

"Since ancient times, if you can only choose one of them, how do you choose?"

"Then do not choose, all loyalty, filial piety and righteousness."

"Do you have to choose one?"

"Ma De, you can't choose so many things in life. If you do, you'll have to do it yourself. You know you can't do it!"

"You're right. You know you can't do it. How about you?"

"I often do things like this, but that's what I want to do. It's the same thing I want to do!"

The little Taoist stopped talking and stood up, as if the battle between the ants was over.

Fang Hao asked, "who won?"

"No more fighting. We're running apart."

"If you look at other people, you can understand how to advance and retreat. When you don't know what you can't do, you don't have to think hard. When you need to, you don't have to look back. This is not the same respect for the original heart."

The little Taoist came in with bright eyes: "what if you have made a big mistake because of your mistake?"

"If you've made all your mistakes, can you regret it?" Fang Hao asked.

"If you reflect on your past and avoid mistakes again, why can't you regret it?" The little Taoist's eyes were like electricity.

Fang Hao was a little surprised. The little Taoist still had a bit of weather. He was a good candidate for practicing martial arts. Fang Hao said with a smile: "Taoist priest, how boring it is to be here with the Green Lantern and the ancient scroll. Do you want to go out with me and take you to enjoy the world scenery? There are a lot of beauties

"You haven't answered my question yet," he said

Fang Hao turned his eyes and said, "regret a fart, can regret make up for it? In my whole life, I never regret doing things, because regret can't be changed, and fart is useless. On the contrary, I mess up my mind and worry about gains and losses. I will only make more mistakes and be more ridiculous! "

"You don't repent

"The little fart child knows a fart, in this world, where there are so many clear right and wrong, wrong may be right, right may be wrong, you change angle to see, maybe it is different, wrong and right, there is no absolute!"

Fang Hao teaches you how to look like a little Taoist.

The little Taoist did not wrinkle slightly, but his eyes were very bright: "right and wrong, there is no absolute? What is right and wrong

This is to ask Fang Hao and ponder for a while. Fang Hao said with a smile: "I'll give you a metaphor. Just now those foreign ants fight with local ants. As a bystander, you see that the native ants can't win, and you crush the foreign ants. Are you right or wrong?"

"Of course, it's wrong. All creatures have their own rules. To intervene is to change, and to change is to be wrong."

Fang Hao, however, said with a smile, "who will say you are wrong?"

"I said I was wrong." The little Taoist frowned.

"It's the ants that you crushed to death that say you're wrong, but the local ants will say you're right. The positive and negative are opposite. Do you move? What causal cause you are talking about is relative in itself. Where there is no cause, there is no cause, there is no reasonThe little Taoist thought again, but his eyes became more and more bright.

Fang Hao sees here, in the heart quite flustered, look, this little fellow also by oneself to flicker of can't find north.

Soon, the little Taoist suddenly raised his head and looked directly at Fang Hao: "there is no absolute right or wrong. Then I will kill you, right or wrong?"

Fang Hao suddenly felt something was wrong. The boy's eyes were bright, and he seemed to want to do everything.

However, Fang Hao was not worried. He said with a smile, "you feel right is right, and wrong is wrong. Ask others what to do!"

The little Taoist suddenly closed his eyes and sat cross legged.

Fang Hao is stunned. What does this guy mean? Is this the so-called epiphany?

Then, Fang Hao felt that there were countless voices in mind. He seemed to be chanting sutras and singing.

For a moment, the little Taoist's body, even out of the golden light, at the same time, let Fang Hao have some palpitation Qi machine from this little Taoist.

"Grass, a little Taoist is a saint of heaven?" Fang Hao was shocked.

Then, Fang Hao saw that many Taoist priests in Taoist robes suddenly appeared outside.

The most important thing is that Fang Hao is surprised to see Qiu Xun and Li Xiujin and others.

There were five or six of them. Each of them sat directly in the courtyard. They were solemn and dignified, holding the Daozhi in their hands and chanting words in their mouths, as if they were chanting scriptures.

At this time, the golden light on the little Taoist priest seemed to be more and more bright. Fang Hao was a little frightened. Uncle, this little guy should not be an immortal?